Kelvin looked at the change in his hand in shock. He had a bit of a germaphobe tendency, and he wouldn’t normally accept dirty money with sweat on it. But seeing the man’s enthusiastic smile, he took it anyway.
“Thank you.”
The taxi pulled up outside the most luxurious hotel in town, and Kelvin had booked the presidential suite on his phone before leaving.
To welcome him, the hotel manager made all sorts of grand arrangements. They rolled out a red carpet and even brought ten good-looking female servers to greet him personally at the door.
These servers were all dressed in local ethnic clothing – white jackets with pink vests over them embroidered with yellow or blue camellias. They wore long pants that only had embroidery around their ankles.
On their heads were hats that looked like they were covered in flowers – green and colorful… with white tassels hanging down from one side.
Kelvin took a deep breath; he instinctively felt repulsed by these flashy things but couldn’t help imagining how much better Cheyenne would look wearing this outfit than any of them!
After seeing him arrive, Remington, the hotel manager ran over to help carry his luggage himself.
“I can handle it myself,” Kelvin said dismissively.
Remington was embarrassed not to have flattered him enough but still greeted him with a smile. “You must be Mr. Foley; I’ve heard so much about you! I’m Remington, manager of this Majestic Hotel.”
“Don’t worry; we’ll make sure your stay is satisfactory here at Majestic Hotel,” Remington continued.
Kelvin was immune to such flattering words and simply nodded before following Remington through VIP channels into an elevator.
As for those ten female servers? Only one followed behind Remington.
From the moment Kelvin appeared, her gaze never left him because she’d never seen such an attractive man before!
And most importantly, he was rich!
The presidential suite cost five figures per night alone, yet he’d booked an entire floor generously!
He truly lived up to being the most wealthiest man who spared no expense…
Unfortunately for her though, she was destined for disappointment because Kelvin didn’t even notice her presence or give her so much as a glance.
Upon reaching the top floor, Kelvin chose the room in the middle, entered the passcode to unlock the door, and inserted the room card into the magnetic card sensor by the switch.
The room was decorated in the modern style of North Enofone, spacious with all kinds of furniture, and an open kitchen.
However, none of this mattered; he was just planning to stay for one night and then leave.
Mr. Pruitt kept chattering behind him, “Mr. Foley must be tired after such a long journey. The hotel has a restaurant on the first floor, but if Mr. Foley doesn’t want to go down there, we can have someone bring food up here.”
“Yocmery may not be as good as Akloit, but our local cuisine is also very delicious…” He went on and on until Kelvin became annoyed and furrowed his brows in displeasure.
“Thank you, but I’m not hungry at the moment. If Mr. Pruitt has nothing else to do, I’d like to take a shower and rest for a bit.”
Upon hearing this, Remington knew it was time to leave too; he left with the girl feeling disappointed that rich people were so difficult to please.
Kelvin wasn’t lying when he said he was tired; taking a shower and changing into fresh clothes were necessary actions.
“Why is it so hot in here?” He checked the weather forecast on his phone – it was only 25 degrees Celsius outside – even during summer in Akloit where indoor air conditioning would still make it 27 degrees Celsius inside; logically speaking, he shouldn’t feel hot at all!
Just as Kelvin finished taking his cold shower, the doorbell rang outside.
He thought that Gordon had sent someone over for him, so he wrapped himself up with a towel around his waist before opening the door.
“Who are you?”
To his surprise, standing before him wasn’t anyone sent by Gordon but rather a young woman who appeared about twenty-five or twenty-six years old with average looks, wore heavy makeup which made her seem somewhat annoyingly flirtatious.
She thought she looked like an angel while trying hard to get closer towards him while her eyes couldn’t help glancing at Kelvin’s well-built chest muscles which she found attractive thinking that this wealthy man must lead quite an easy life without any hardships or struggles whatsoever!
“I’m here delivering drinks for you Mr. Foley,” she said sweetly
Kelvin exuded cold vibes upon seeing how shamelessly she stared at his body.
“What’s your name?” A magnetic voice came from above, sounding icy cold.
The girl who had been lost admiring Kelvin’s handsome appearance didn’t realize what kind of trouble awaited her next.
She thought this man had taken a fancy to her.
Otherwise, why would he deliberately ask for her name?
Such things were not uncommon in hotels; waitresses getting involved with wealthy individuals, receiving significant compensation after a one-night stand.
The last wealthy man she entertained gave her a new LV bag before leaving, just for a night’s sleep, quite profitable.
And this one was Chulae’s richest man, his generosity would certainly surpass the previous one.
She’s experienced enough to boldly try to seduce Kelvin and climb into his arms. But he took the wine from her hand and slammed the door shut. “I got the wine, now leave!”
Bang!
The rude rejection made her face turn dark. After all, she was the most beautiful woman in this hotel.
But it doesn’t matter; she spiked his drink earlier and he’ll come looking for her after drinking it.
Thinking of this, she left and waited until dark.
Little did Kelvin know that someone had captured them at the door on camera and sent it intentionally to Cheyenne’s phone.
Anyway, after getting his wine, he returned to his bedroom without touching it because he was here on business rather than vacationing or drinking leisurely like others might do.
He couldn’t help but think about what he saw that morning regarding rumors about Cheyenne as soon as he had some free time now though…
Akloit!
Cheyenne sent Gordon away before returning to see several vibrations from an unknown sender on her phone lying on top of a table nearby.
She picked up her phone only to find one photo message containing more information than she could have imagined: Kelvin standing shirtless outside while wet-haired next to a woman leaning against him like they were together intimately…
Cheyenne’s eyes widened in shock. “Kelvin! Did I not buy you clothes?”